The sweet sensation of getting precisely what she wanted made Trixie’s whole body tingle with pleasure. She had been thinking about doing just this with Kristoffer Lestrange since more or less the moment she had first set eyes on him – a claim she sadly couldn’t make about her intended - but to actually feel his rough hands against her skin was better than she could have imagined.

And there was the chance anybody could come in and see them together. Trixie clung to her little bit of power within the confines of the school like an alpha animal protecting her crown but outside these walls she knew she was invisible. She would never be anything more than a shopkeeper’s wife and a far from respectable one at that. But everybody knew his family name and everybody knew that he could have any girl in the school if he wanted them.

She mimicked the placement of his hands, digging her fingers into the nape of his neck to make the moment last longer. Trixie had no intention of letting him go before she had made it absolutely clear that when it came to her he could have anything he wanted.